Honeyed Pasture kipik

She moved from feet to feet, uncomfortable maybe. He wasn't certain, and he didn't wish to dwell. He was about to get up and move from her sight, continue his hunt. He didn't wish to cause her unrest, and he was reading her body language as best he could (wrongly) but trying all the same.


Rodyn smiled at her words, eyes lit up. They reminded him of Moonwoman, and Sialuk. He enjoyed the language of his new found family and to hear it on another's maw. He would have to take her to them.

My leader speaks your language, or at least it sound similar.

He nodded after that. Yes I was hunting some smaller game to take to the pack, but I was also keeping track of the caribou. I wouldn't be able to take down one on my own, but I could possibly take a fawn, or a lame doe. Can share my findings with my clan.